All Sadness Is A Tantrum.

In The Fall, You Don't Grieve Because The Leaves Are Falling And Dying. You Say, "isn't It Beautiful!" Well, We're The Same Way. There Are Seasons. We All Fall Sooner Or Later. It's All So Beautiful. And Our Concepts, Without Investigation, Keep Us From Knowing This. It's Beautiful To Be A Leaf, To Be Born, To Fall, To Give Way To The Next, To Become Food For The Roots. It's Life, Always Changing Its Form And Always Giving Itself Completely. We All Do Our Part. No Mistake.

When You're Comfortable And Secure, It's Not Enough. The Mind Doesn't Stop There Because It Has To Continue To Focus Itself As This Body, So It Moves To Pleasure. And Pleasure Really Is A Non-existent Thing. When We're Experiencing Pleasure, We're Trying To Hold Onto It As It Leaves, So It Really Isn't Pleasure. Pleasure Is Pain Because We're Grasping.

I Came To See That The World Is Always As It Should Be, Whether I Opposed It Or Not.

Every Mind Deserves To Be Free. When The Mind Is Free, That's The End Of Suffering.

When You Think That Someone Or Something Other Than Yourself Needs To Change, You're Mentally Out Of Your Business.